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Chapter 869 Dio protects me!
Wednesday, October 25th.

In the early morning, the autumn breeze is cool.

Qingze, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up, but this awakening was not from waking up naturally, but from noticing some unusual movements.

Although the other party lifted the quilt very slightly, it seemed that he wanted to avoid waking him up.

However, the cold wind from the air penetrated into the body, creating a slightly cool touch on the surface of the skin, which still made people wake up immediately.

Fortunately, the coolness was short-lived.

Qingze felt the temperature again, which was even warmer than inside the quilt.

It's 37 degrees Celsius.

Qingze let out a breath. What kind of comic book is this?

So cool.

He didn't bother to open his eyes, he just reached his hand down and stroked the top of Chiyo Morimoto's head.

The movements are very gentle, like petting a cat.

Only inexperienced men would grab a girl's hair and press it hard like in the comics.

That kind of action will not bring any comfort to the woman, it will only cause pain.

Qingze couldn't hold on for long under Chiyoko Morimoto's meticulous care.

Chiyo Morimoto took several gulps with a rumbling sound in her throat.

She cleaned it carefully, then straightened up, threw the quilt aside, and chuckled, "It's time to get up, lazy bum~"

The charming and seductive voice did not soften Qingze's attitude at all, and it was as hard as steel.

He opened his eyes and looked at the woman standing beside the bed.

Her long jet-black hair was tied into a single ponytail, and her swan-like neck was exposed without any covering.

She was wearing a work-like white shirt, a gray coat, and a black knee-length skirt.

That pair of black stockings gives the right calf a heart-warming feel.

Her lips were so crystal clear that they seemed to reflect the light.

"Chiyo, you are so beautiful."

Qingze sighed, and asked in surprise: "Why are you suddenly so enthusiastic today?"

"secret."

Chiyo Morimoto smiled, then turned and left, leaving only the pleasant smell of perfume in the air.

She would not tell Qingze about Rena Arakawa.

There can be fights in the harem, but such fights must never escalate to the point where Qingze knows about it.

If that happens, the situation will become difficult to control and it will be difficult for Qingze.

Chiyo Morimoto just likes to joke and play pranks.

Although such a habit may seem bad enough to others.

However, Chiyoko Morimoto had a good idea in her mind and was able to measure the appropriate extent so as not to turn the prank into a disgusting conspiracy.

Qingze looked at Chiyo Morimoto's departing back. She didn't say anything, but she seemed to be calling out to him, "Come on~"
He immediately rushed forward, hugged her with both hands and said, "Chiyo, it's still early now."

Chiyo Morimoto knew exactly what he was thinking. She raised her hand and flicked his forehead, saying firmly, "Don't act like a spoiled child. Get out of here."

It’s still early, and once she agrees, I probably won’t have to go to work or school today.

Chiyo Morimoto didn't dare to say that she could control herself, so she twisted her waist and threw it away.

Qingze did not continue to pester her. He loosened his hands, rolled over, and returned to the bed, saying with a face full of resentment: "Chiyo, you are so willful."

"Haha, it's not the first day you've known me."

Chiyo Morimoto raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and was very pleased with Qingze's deflated expression. Then she twisted her waist and walked out the door.

Qingze could only lower his head and said, "My dear second brother, you have suffered so much."

Having said that, he thought about his afternoon plans again.

Through chatting online last night, he and Hojo Shinoko had decided to get together after school today and take the train to Minato.

The destination, of course, is the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Tokyo.

It is the tallest hotel in Tokyo.

He booked a room on the top floor, intending to create beautiful memories with Hojo Shinoko by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Qingze was so excited that he couldn't wait to go to school.

He jumped out of bed, quickly changed into his school uniform, and headed out the door.

……

The sun was shining brightly in the morning, indicating that today would be another good day.

I really want to go out for a walk.

Emily sat in the luxurious hospital ward and could glimpse the scenery outside through the open curtains.

Tall buildings bathed in sunshine, neatly arranged buildings, and lawns and evergreen trees in the hospital atrium.

The patients and their families walking on the road looked so attractive to take a walk outside.

Emily stared outside blankly. Her condition had improved a lot now, but getting out of bed and walking was still a challenge.

When she recovered from her illness, Emily never thought about moving around. She just wanted to lie down and enjoy the happiness of not exercising or going out.

Once she became sick and unable to move, she realized how happy it was to be able to move freely.

"Ugh."

Emily let out a long sigh, and anger suddenly flashed in her blue eyes.

She thought of the culprit who made her stay here, anger burning in her chest. She turned her head to look at Katerina who was sitting next to the bed, "Hasn't there been any news from Morimoto yet?"

"No."

Catalina shook her head, peeled an apple with a knife, handed it over and said, “You don’t need to be too anxious.

Since the enemy dared to do such a thing, they must have a way to deal with it."

"If I hadn't been unable to act for the time being, how could I have let those people go unpunished?"

Emily curled her lips, not thinking that the enemy was too cunning, but that Chiyoko Morimoto did not do her best.

After all, as the head of the Intelligence Department, Chiyo Morimoto has a lot of issues to deal with, and it is impossible for her to devote all her energy to investigating the problems of Institute No. 47.

In the end, you still have to do it yourself.

Emily slowly raised her hand and barely grasped the apple.

Normally, when you pick up an apple, it feels weightless, but at this moment, the apple seems a little heavy.

Her little hands were shaking a little, but she still slowly moved the apple to her mouth and took a bite.

With a snap, the crisp flesh was torn apart by her teeth, and a small piece fell into her mouth. The apple juice tasted sweet, but not cloyingly sweet.

Emily's face showed an expression of enjoyment. Only when she was enjoying sweets could she feel the happiness of being alive.

……

Outside the door of ward 1323.

Standing in the aisle were four CIA agents sent to protect Emily.

Even in their opinion, no one had the guts to do anything to a Noble Phantasm User.

There are martial arts masters like Katarina inside, so there is no need for additional guards.

But Jack thought that someone should be sent to protect Emily, both morally and logically.

Whether Emily needs it or not, the CIA will always show concern in this regard.

The four agents were all dressed in suits with bulging waists, and the only thing missing was sunglasses, which would fit the impression people have of agents in the movies.

They seemed to be glancing around vigilantly, but in fact they were thinking about other things.

Things at home, things at the nightclub, where to eat after get off work?
A series of trivial things flashed through the minds of these seemingly serious agents.

At this time, a doctor pushed a transfer bed and walked over here quickly.

The agent guarding the door took a quick look and saw that the doctor had an ordinary appearance, was wearing a white coat, and was about 1.82 meters tall.

He seemed like a doctor from the hospital, yet he seemed a little strange.

The key point is that the face is too common and it is difficult to recognize whether you have seen it before.

The agent is still thinking here.

The transfer bed has been pushed to the door.

The person lying on the bed was a blonde woman with average facial features and a hot body. The quilt that was pushed up high by her chest told outsiders that she was not small.

She should have been unconscious, but suddenly she opened her eyes and quickly raised her gun to shoot.

The sound of the silenced gunshot was very soft, and her shooting was very accurate, shooting the two bodyguards in the head.

The remaining two agents wanted to draw their guns and fire back.

The doctor immediately loosened his hands, stepped forward, and fired his hands at the two agents' throats like cannonballs.

Bang, the fist directly broke their larynx, and their heads hung on both sides like soft noodles.

Four agents were killed in the blink of an eye.

The slight noise was transmitted into the ward, and Catalina was instantly alert. She made the first judgment, kicked her feet, and jumped to the other side of the bed.

Catalina slapped the apple out of Emily's hand and moved her little hand to the already distant ideal city at the head of the bed.

Emily's delicate little face showed surprise, but she quickly understood what was happening.

Those people actually had the guts to send assassins to kill her? !

Emily grasped the shield's handle.

boom!
The door had been kicked open by the killer.

The disguised doctor and patient stood at the door, each holding an M4 carbine hidden under the transfer bed.

There was a series of loud noises, and a large number of bullets poured forward like a rainstorm.

At this time, Emily didn't have time to raise her shield to protect herself, let alone recite the true name of the Noble Phantasm.

Catalina moved quickly, pulling Emily off the bed into her arms, then quickly turning around.

She was wearing a bulletproof vest made in the Soviet era, which was considered black technology.

A series of armor-piercing bullets landed on his back.

Even wearing a special bulletproof vest, the terrifying impact caused by the bullets is like a punch to the back.

Catalina moved towards the window in front.

It was at this time that Emily read out the name of the Noble Phantasm, "The already distant ideal city."

Her current strength is not that strong, but the appearance of the treasure looks very heavy.

Actually light as a feather.

She picked it up with no effect.

As soon as the words fell, a snow-white wall instantly appeared inside the ward, without damaging the bed and the ceiling.

It appears here like an illusory image.

Yet it has real power.

Any bullet that landed in front of the two men at the city gate would have no effect.

The invisible barrier blocks all attacks.

But the already distant ideal city still has a major flaw, which is that it cannot protect against the top and the bottom.

boom.

The floor beneath their feet exploded, and the impact made Catalina feel like she was flying for a short time, and then she fell to the twelfth floor.

Katerina realized that something was wrong.

There is probably a bomb on the twelfth floor as well.

You have to go outside the building.

She held Emily in her arms, kicked one foot on the broken ceiling, and lay flat in the air, causing the already distant Ideal City to change its defensive direction.

Two people broke through the window glass and got outside.

Boom.

There was a loud bang.

The floor on the twelfth floor exploded again.

The flames turned into a powerful thrust that hit the city wall, pushing the two men out.

Flames and smoke filled the air.

At this time, the hospital patients, doctors and nurses who reacted screamed in fear.

A male and a female killer walked forward, looked at the gap caused by the bomb, and glanced at Emily and Catalina outside.

As professional killers, they realized that they could not defeat each other.

They also laid mines on the ground.

The only thing the employer could provide was three.

One is used to blast the floor of the thirteenth floor, and the other is used to blast the floor of the twelfth floor. They will explode immediately if there is any change in gravity.

Only one can be used outside.

Whether it can be effective or not depends entirely on luck.

"We have such bad luck."

The killer disguised as a doctor sighed and turned away.

Since the target was not killed, the next step was to quickly blend into the panicked crowd and evacuate from the hospital.

To be honest, he felt very sorry.

It has nothing to do with money. This is the closest a mortal can get to killing a Noble Phantasm user.

He took this order more to leave his name in history.

As long as you can succeed, you don't even care about your own life.

If you fail, you have to figure out how to stay away from Japan.

His life still needs to be saved.

……

Smoke rose from the gap, carrying with it dust.

A strong heartbeat began to beat in Emily's chest.

Her eyes were filled with shock and anger.

Good, she underestimated the courage of that group of people.

How dare you send someone to kill her.

Doesn’t she know that she has Dior covering her head?
Well, although Dio no longer cares much about her as a friend now.

But how dare those people do that?
Even if she didn't have Dio, she still had friends who were Noble Phantasm users.

When Emily thought about these questions, the anger on her face disappeared and she laughed, "Haha."

Hearing her laughter, Catalina was horrified and quickly lowered her head and asked, "Did the shock wave damage your brain?"

"certainly not!"

Emily replied, with dust covering her brows, but she looked calm.

“I was laughing at the fact that the group had reached a point of desperation, which showed that Morimoto had pushed them very hard.

If we don’t die, then they will be the next to die.”

Catalina nodded and looked at the people who were running out of the hospital building in panic.

She held Emily in one hand and took out her cell phone from her trouser pocket with the other hand to call Chiyo Morimoto.

"Morimoto, we have been assassinated, send someone over immediately."

She added: "Emilia is fine, you don't have to worry."

"Okay, you guys wait there, I'll contact the Shinjuku Police Station right away!"

Chiyo Morimoto hung up the phone, a trace of anger appearing on her oval face.

The other party actually dared to use such despicable means.

But she couldn't help but have a glimmer of doubt in her mind, that is, the CIA has not even found any relevant clues.

Institute No. 47 has already silenced Johnny, so is there any need to be so impatient to assassinate Emily?

If so, their ability to act is terrifyingly strong.

But that possibility is not impossible.

The ban on TikTok proves that the bureaucracy is astonishingly fast in dealing with related issues.

A series of thoughts flashed through Chiyo Morimoto's mind, but she still called the people at the Shinjuku Police Station and decided to protect the person first and then find out who sent someone to assassinate Emily.

(End of this chapter)